Chapter III - a night like this

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i was putting final touches on my dress when my housekeeper came in

"madam a man is waiting for you"

I straighten my blood red velvety dress that the slits come up to the mid thigh and my back bare.

Well you cant blame me for having killer curves. I go down the stairs and smile..

"Ah Mr Delacor a pleasure" i give him a sly smile my long dark hair cascades my face as i walk down and he takes my hand to kiss and i look at him

"Mmmmh no" mock sadness "A mask on a date come on ms.Rosenberg it is i Ryan Delacor in flesh" he says in a husky voice.

I chuckle "lets see how the night takes us Mr. Delacor mhh" i whisper to his ear. he look at me and smiles "after you Mon Sherry."

The ride to the Palazzo was silent its been what 10 years since i was taken on a date? funny how things can change drastically.

we arrive and take our table

"ms.Rosenberg you wanted me here i am" he unbuttons his suit jacket

"well i wanted your company"

"excuse me?"

"ooh you weren't informed? yes meeting you not to partner no thank you but to make your company and mine merge to one" i slowly look up to meet his disbelieving face

"no!" he spits out

"no?" mock shock

"yes i said no!" forcefully

"lets drink wine and see if your going to change your mind Mr. Delacor."

one hour later:

we are in his mansion and he is kissing me everywhere

"God your sexy"he grabs my butt

"your not to bad your self" i say

i take his shirt off and make way to his bulge and run one long finger and trace it along his pants.

"ahhhhh" he moans

"shh..." i trace my finger on his lips

i pull his belt out and throw it far away

i push him to the bed and  remove my dress i let him take in my c cup and flat stomach plus my very Brazilian rear which only had a red thong laced on top i smile at him

"come get me tiger"

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